In order to break off the engagement, I made CEO Bingshan cry.

When getting out of the car, Long Fei said earnestly: "Brother, don't blame Third Brother. In the final analysis, he is doing it for your own good."

The two old men Wushuang also tried to persuade him: "General Zhang, San'er, as a bystander, does have a more objective perspective than us. It is really inconvenient for you to be here. Let's think of a way. If the earth is gone, no one will be affected." Turn? Can a living person be choked to death by peeing?"

The group waved and left.

The way he looked at Brother Lin was like looking at one of his own.

In other words, if the third brother does not join the military department, or else based on the power of these three military giants, the third brother will be awarded a War God admission letter from the ground, and he will be awarded the title of the best God of War of the year.

Watching the leaders leave, Third Brother Lin lowered his voice and said, "Brother Zhang, I know that you miss your old friendship and it's hard to refuse in person, so I had to bite the bullet and tell you what's on your mind."

After a pause, Brother Lin, who was burdened with heavy thoughts, hesitated and said: "Brother Zhang, these leaders won't do one thing in front of their faces and another behind their backs. Will they ask me to settle the general ledger after Qiu?"

pat.

Zhang Ruoyu lit a cigarette, and a cold light appeared in his dark eyes: "Don't worry, they are not people who hold grudges."

"I can rest assured that…"

Brother Lin took a long breath and asked, "Brother Zhang, where should we go next?"

"Huangquan Road, No. 18." Zhang Ruoyu exhaled thick smoke and said expressionlessly. "I have land there."

"Oh."

Brother Lin drove there with clear eyes.

Even though his palms were sweaty and his pants were soaked.

But his back was straight, and his dark eyes shone with perseverance.

"Third brother, why are you shaking?"

General Zhang's majestic voice suddenly sounded in my ears: "Is it cold?"

"It's not cold." Brother Lin stared straight ahead without squinting. "I just have poor physical fitness."

"Oh."

Zhang Ruoyu pressed the window and let the cold wind rage in the car, causing the temperature to drop to freezing point instantly.

Brother Lin gritted his teeth and rushed to Huangquan Road.

……

At the military exercise headquarters, a group of military bosses were sitting in a conference room.

There is Long Fei, and there are four unparalleled war gods, including a group of military officials responsible for this joint military exercise.

The people presiding over the meeting were Ye Zhengting and Long Fei.

"According to statistics, for this military exercise, the number of troops dispatched by various countries, including generals who have reached the level of God of War, is as many as a hundred." Ye Zhengting lit a cigarette and said with a frown. "It contains the God of War content, which is a bit too high."

An old man Wushuang curled his lips and said: "What value does the God of War have these days? He went on the battlefield, scratched his skin, sprained his leg, and still clamored for credit."

"A Fei, how many veterans in Beimang have reached the level of God of War?"

Long Fei took a sip of tea and shrugged: "Not many, only about twenty."

"Boss Ye, did you hear that? There are only about 20 soldiers out of 300,000 in Beimang. If nothing else, just the old subordinates under your command, there are at least a dozen war gods, right?"

A certain Lao Wushuang, who had taken Ye Zhengting with him before, but was later photographed on the beach by Ye Zhengting, had a strange yin and yang attitude.

"Old leader, you have something to say, why are you disgusting me?"

Ye Zhengting twitched the corner of his mouth: "My subordinates were canonized as gods of war, but they all followed the military department's procedures, and they did not go through the back door through connections."

"Boss Ye, what are you so anxious about? I praise you for your skill in leading the army. The Beimang Army has been working hard for so many years, and they only have about twenty canonized Gods of War. You can just pick them off, and there are only a dozen of them." , and three more were submitted for review at the beginning of the year. In two years' time, Commander Ye will have more God of War cards in his hand than Beimang. I am so envious that my eyes are bleeding. Why are you so good at leading troops? You deserve to be fucked. So good, progressing so fast.”

Ye Zhengting puffed his beard and glared at Lao Wushuang: "Old leader, your son was dismissed last year when he applied for trial for the God of War. It's not what I said. Why are you trying so hard on me?"

"You haven't said anything the fuck yet!?"

Lao Wushuang slammed the table and shouted loudly: "Are you saying that my son's level is a little lower and his qualifications are a little less? It's better to settle down and settle down?"

"I'm just seeking truth from facts." Ye Zhengting snorted, his expression a little uneasy.

"I'm asking your mother to help you!" Lao Wushuang shouted. "Damn it, those old fritters you brought have seniority and high rankings, so they don't need to settle down anymore? When it comes to me, are they defective here and almost useless there?"

"Beimang submits the report every year, but he doesn't even notice you being picky? Are you bullying the weak and afraid of the strong? Are we the old ones easy to bully?"

Ye Zhengting frowned and said: "How many applications are there in Beimang in a year? You alone have to apply for seven or eight in a year. If all of them can pass the trial, in a few years, the Chinese war gods will not be as numerous as dogs, walking around everywhere?" "

"I must consider the value and reputation of the God of War. It is impossible for any cat or dog to be the God of War."

The more Long Fei listened, the more he felt something was wrong.

Aren't you here to talk about serious things?

How come you can just find a reason to do it?

And looking at this posture, the other three Lao Wushuang have also had a long-standing grudge with Ye Zhengting, and it is estimated that they have all been passed over...

Long Fei didn't know whether to laugh or cry. If it weren't him who was sitting here today, it would be his brother.

Who dares to jump among these old dogs?

You have to go to meetings in a fucking honest manner, and you have to hold your farts between your legs without making any noise.

ding ding.

Long Fei's cell phone rang.

I looked at the caller ID and saw that it was an overseas call.

He took advantage of the chaos to get through the call and just heard the voice coming from the other end of the phone.

Long Fei frowned, his expression stern.

"Young Marshal Long Fei, I'm back and will arrive in China in three days. You'd better call all the strongest people in Beimang, otherwise, I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it."

"Oh, by the way, for this military exercise, I will contact the military departments of various countries and try my best to raise the international standard of a casualty rate of 3% per thousand for military exercises. If military exercises do not kill people, war will only kill more people. "

"If Zhang Xiangbei was still alive, he would definitely agree with my point of view."

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Tomorrow 4.